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Truman, John Anderson, 1851-1914; Truman, Martha Ellen, 1852-1947; Truman, Mary Jane, 1889-1978; Noland, Mary Ethel, 1883-1971; Wallace, Fred, 1900-1957

Letter from Harry S. Truman to Bess Wallace, December 15, 1913. Family, Business, and Personal Affairs Papers - Family Correspondence File.

Grandview Dec. 15, 1913

Dear Bess:

This letter or attempt at one will not amount to much this morning because Papa is in a hurry to go to Grandview and my thought factory is empty. I very nearly missed the limited last night. Kansas City was in the clutches of another fog. It was impossible to see six feet. The cars just had to creep. It didn't extend only to about Woodland. At Troost it was so thick you could cut it with a knife. The K.C.S. just barely moved until it got past 15th Street. Then it whooped up and arrived at Grandview exactly on the tick. There was a new engine on, and it sure did ramble. There wasn't any fog here last night but there's a humdinger on this morning. It was almost equal to a plunge to feed fodder this morning. I have one disagreeable job ahead of me today. We killed hogs Thursday, and it is necessary to put the sausage into sacks and hang it this morning. That is always my job. Mamma always wants to do it but when she does, it makes her sick. Mary and Papa won't, so it falls to me. I usually get sausage in my shoes, on my clothes, and in my hair, and over the kitchen floor. It isn't an agreeable job at all. But the sausage is worth the trouble later when it comes time to eat it. Then I am absolutely sure there's nothing in it but hog and the dirt off my own hands. It sure is fine for making hands clean and bright. Also I usually have some blisters from squeezing the sacks so hard. There'll only be about a dozen sacks not blisters I hope. I sold fifty pounds and Papa sold seventy-five. That leaves us fifty still, and I don't suppose we'll more than use it up before it ought to be, especially if it turns a little bit warm.

I hope your show is one grand success. I don't want any seat if you're not going to have one. You let me hang around and help at your job if you want me to boost the show. I'm sure it'll be fine if I can have you to make comments to otherwise it'll not. Ethel was kind enough to make some suggestions yesterday as to what I ought to buy you for Christmas. I was awfully glad she did because one of the things she thought would be extra nice is what I got. I never told her I'd already got it though. I hope you'll like it. I'm going to put Fred in charge of it on Thursday and I'm dead sure you won't get it until the proper day. You really owe me two letters now and you said you'd send them. Remember you said you were a woman of your word. You've no idea how blank a week is without a letter so you'd better make this one extra bright.

Most sincerely, Harry